I do not own Hannah Montana.

"Miley, we got new neighbors" Robbie Ray Hollered from the kitchen.

"Cool, I am going up to my room to change into my swim suit" Miley yelled back

Miley, Oliver and Lilly were as tight as ever. It was the middle of the summer between sophomore and junior year of high school. A lot had happened in the last two years. Hannah was becoming an international hit, her last album went platinum in less than a week, she had 10 #1 songs.

Oliver had discovered that he actually liked and were good at sports. As a freshman he tried out for football and Soccer, he made both Junior Varsity teams. He made Varsity in both sports sophomore year. He soon discovered that the high school had a weight room, so he started to work out daily. Now he was the "Hottie" that every girl wished she could date. He was well liked, but not popular. The summer after 8th grade Oliver went through a growth spurt that never seemed to stop, now he stood a good 6 foot tall.

Lilly is same old Lilly, although she started to wear form fitting clothing about once a week. She had gotten a local Board shop to sponsor her. She got tons, I mean tons of free skateboards, shoes and gear.

Miley came downstairs "Hey Dad I am going to the beach to chill out"

"All right honey be careful" Replied Robbie Ray but his daughter was already half way to the beach.

Miley was staring off into space, when some one bumped into her, she fell onto the ground scraping her knee.

"Oh, I am so sorry. I was just staring off into space and I bumped right into" replied the teen, he offered his hand to help her get up. Miley gratefully took it. Now she looked to see had practically run her over. It was a boy about her age with blonde shaggy hair. He was wearing is swim trunks with his white tank slung over his shoulder. He was about 6' 2" and he was smoking hot. He was all muscle. She started to stand up. But she couldn't put any weight on the leg she had just hurt.

"Owww" Miley cried out.

This was the first time he had been able to get a good look at the girl who stood before him. She was absolutely stunning, her brown hair was up in a pony tail, her green eyes revealed the pain she was in, she had a great body, nice and fit. "Here let me help you." He said. She wrapped here arm around his neck and tried to put some of the weight on him and some of the weight on her leg. "By the way, my name is Eric."

"Oww. Well Eric my name is…." she stopped because the pain was becoming unbearable.

"Ok, if you do not mind I will carry you home?" Eric said. Miley gave him a short nod of approval, before he whisked here up Bridal style. "So where do you live?"

"I live 4 houses down" Miley Said "Miley"

"What?" Eric asked puzzled

"My name is Miley" Miley replied. Miley knew one thing for sure, she could definitely get used to being carried by Eric. They were about halfway to here house now.

"Oh, I just moved in right door to you" Eric said

"Really? That is totally cool. We should hang out sometime." Miley replied

"Most Definitely" Eric said. Miley could hear a slight accent when he said certain words.

"So where are you from Eric?" Miley asked.

"Well I am from Norway" Eric replied

"Wow you don't have much of an accent, at all." Miley said

"Yeah that's because my grandparents live in Kansas, so I came and visited every summer." Eric said "but now I live here in Malibu."

Now they were heading up Miley's Driveway. Robbie Ray came bursting out of the house "Why are you carrying my daughter? You better not have done anything to her?..."

"It's ok dad. While I was walking to the beach I fell down and scraped up my knee pretty bad. Eric just happened to see me fall down. So he helped me up but I couldn't put any weight on my leg so he carried me home….. Oh did I mention he is our new neighbor" Miley said quickly, one thing was for sure, she didn't want her dad to scare off any boyfriend material.

"Well Thank you, son." Robbie Ray said

"No problem sir, I was just glad I was there to help." Eric replied

The Next Day

The phone rang, Robbie Ray picked it up then yelled "Lilly in 10" Miley rushed to open the front door. Lilly did a treflip through the front door.

"Are you ready to go to the mmfmfmf?" Lilly asked. Being Lilly, she just started to stuff food in her mouth while still trying to talk.

Miley just stared at her friend "Chew. Swallow. Then Talk" Miley said slowly.

"I said are you ready to go to the beach?" Lilly asked again

"First I got to tell you, I met this amazing guy yesterday…." Miley went on to tell the story how they met. "I am going to go and invite him to come to the beach with us. Is Oliver going to meet us there?"

"Ya Oliver is going to meet us there. Come on Miley I want to meet your new 'Boy Toy"" Lily said.

Lately Lilly and Oliver had been spending a lot of "alone" time together as friends. Miley knew why, but apparently Lilly didn't "So do you have a thing for 'Smoken Oken' "Miley asked. Lilly turned a bright shad of red.

"You are crazy, but in a good way" replied Lilly "but I do like him a lot, in fact I think I am in love with dorky 'Smoken Oken'" There was a sense of longing in her voice "but he doesn't feel the same way about me."

Miley pushed Eric's door bell. "I wouldn't say that just yet" miley said. The door swung open. Eric was just in his swim trunks with a towel slung over his shoulder. " Oh, Hey Eric, this is Lilly" she pointed to Lilly " we were wondering if you wanted to come with us to hang out at the beach" Miley saw a look of concern cross his face " Don't worry, our friend Oliver will be there two."

The three of them headed towards the beach.

A/N Is it good, Bad? Constructive criticism is appreciated, flames are not. If you have any plot ideas for future chapters just PM or e-mail me.

Treflip- kick flip with a 360 added to it (if you skateboard, and I got that wrong, please correct me)